Lyrics
Fuck em up, sizzle
The Cartier lipslips on my wrist like I'm emo
Hundred in the clip, nickname is Stick Vivo
It's chop, turn a opp to some B-Roll
Jazz nigga got head, got stitches, we call him Lilo
Let off the switches, bust on like a freeco
Don't tolerate beggin' ass bitches, it's a big no
Steppin' on shit, I done fucked up my big toe
Feet bleedin', nigga, I don't shoot out no windows
Shot the chop, he got low, six-four
Shit talker, baby, I'ma say what I want
Long live Ten, we used to sleep on the floor
Got put in a box, tryna box, oh no
Shit bad, then I just hit a nigga with a low blow
Bitch, they have a mirror by the door, deserve to get small
Ass, so I keep showin' my watch, I'm a showboater
Yeah, you signed a deal, but my wrist colder
Hop out, walk down, I'm from the 10th home
Tim Bennis, bitch, yeah, I know you know him
Talk to me, I was poppin' way before I made a song
Nigga, he's never comin' back, he's long gone
You tryna beat her up, shit, got my song on him
Shit, I can make her friends turn on you
Shoot a aim at your head like he don't like her no more
Atm, bitch, this my note, effort flow
I got slits on my wrist like I'm emo
Hundred in the clip, nickname is Stick Vivo
Bitch chop, turn her up to some B-Roll
Jazz nigga got head, got stitches, we call him Lilo
Switches bust on him like a Freako
I don't tolerate beggin' ass, bitch, this is a big note
Step in on shit, I done fucked up my big toe
Feet bleedin', nigga, I don't shoot out no windows
Tryna shoot out no windows
Ain't doin' all that, nigga
We gon' hop out the whip
Said, nigga, feet bleedin', you know what I'm sayin'
Long live Ten
And I'm in a booth right now, nigga
Recordin' like 20,000 on my right arm, nigga
Yeah
Mary down
Some light shit, you know what I'm sayin'
Treat a $3,000 fit like play clothes